Chimera Fields gold heart; silver tears

Shrike remained silent for some time, allowing Cypress and Allure to speak, though Cypress seemed to be under the same illusion he'd been under before, believing that his parents would wake up- until he finally caved, and accepted the fact that they were gone. It was a distinct change in the boy, to go from being so emotional to losing almost everything personable about him. He lost that spark he'd had, and seemed to become resigned to a fate of sorrow. When the boy's gaze trailed to him, Shrike sighed softly, closed his eyes and nodded. No one could bring Scimitar or Eshe back. No amount of care or magic could do it; they were gone. He hated having to admit that there was nothing they could possibly do, but he could not lie to the boy who had just found his parents torn and beaten, lying in the haze of their own spilled blood. 

Allure began to plead with Cypress, who seemed content to stay in the area even if the bears came back- it sounded suicidal, but Allure began to express to her brother how much he meant to her. He was all she had left...Shrike's heart sank, slightly, even though he knew she was referring to him as family, not simply as the only wolf left that she cared about. Still, he couldn't help but feel as though he didn't quite mean as much to her as he wanted to. But now was not the time for him to mope about something as trivial as that- Allure and Cypress were deeply wounded, and he would have to get them to safety. 

Though the boy didn't care if the bears returned, Shrike had something different to say about that. "We care." Shrike said softly, moving to the boy's side, preparing to guide them out of the area, ready to herd Cypress should he need to. There was no way that he or Allure would leave the youth behind, but he would not make any move- he simply allowed his presence at the boy's shoulder to hopefully nudge him into movement. "And your parents would too. They wouldn't want you to stay here." He said softly. It was hard, speaking for the deceased, but he knew his own words were true.